You took my hand,
walked through that door and
begged me to stay just a little bit longer.
For two whole weeks you begged me
to stay a little bit longer.
Tomorrow you will walk through that
door one last time,
you will play with your friends
listen to story-time, eat you snack,
enjoy circle time, run, hop and skip.
Then there will be hugs
and tears –
not yours, but mine
there will be ‘Big School’
and for a whole morning you will
be gone from my life.
I’ll hold you tight
unwilling to let you go,